Chapter 6

The medicinal bath packs issued to each young student by the clan school are not ordinary goods available on the market. They are specially formulated for you by the school’s herbalists. So tomorrow, please have your parents come to collect your personal pack.

The medicinal bath packs issued by the clan school must not be bought or sold.

They must not be used by anyone else.

Do you understand?

The young students all nodded in unison.

“Master Liu, are the medicinal bath packs given out every month, or just this month?” Su Wuji suddenly stood up and asked.

“Every month, and they will be adjusted according to your cultivation level. Students who have just produced their first trace of magic power receive one type of pack; those who have advanced to Qi Refining Level One receive another. As your cultivation improves, the packs will be replaced accordingly,” Master Liu explained.

“Then, Master Liu, suppose I’ve already received this month’s pack, but I break through to Qi Refining Level Two mid-month. The remaining pack won’t suit me anymore—what should I do?”

“Bring it back, and I’ll exchange it for a new one.”

“Can’t I keep it?” Su Wuji hurriedly asked.

“No. You must exchange the old pack for the new one. If you insist on keeping it, you won’t receive this month’s new pack,” Master Liu said.

Su Wuji: “...”

“Any other questions? If not, sit down. I’ll continue.”

“No more questions, Master Liu.”

“Then sit down.”

Master Liu looked around at all the students and continued: “On the first day, those who produced their first trace of magic power will receive not only the medicinal bath pack as a reward, but also physical spirit stones.”

The top three students each receive ten spirit stones.

Students ranked fourth through tenth each receive three spirit stones. Everyone else receives none.

I will call out names—students who are called, come forward to collect your spirit stones.”

“Su Wuji.”

Su Wuji hurried forward to claim his spirit stones. As the first student today to produce magic power, he drew the full attention of the class.

Su Wuji wasn’t the least bit shy—he grinned and ran up to collect his stones.

The other students who received spirit stones were all stared at by the class. Some of the timid ones even walked with their legs crossed.

After distributing the spirit stones to the tenth-place student, Master Liu asked, “Did anyone break through to Qi Refining Level One this afternoon?”

Su Jin quickly raised her small hand.

Master Liu looked and chuckled: “It’s you three again. Fine. Come up here so I can check. If you’ve truly advanced to Qi Refining Level One, each of you will receive thirty spirit stones.”

Su Jin, Su Wuji, and Su Cheng walked up to the podium again.

“Master Liu, does every student who breaks through to Qi Refining Level One get thirty spirit stones as a reward?” Su Jin asked quickly after receiving her share.

“No. Only students who break through on the first day receive the spirit stone reward—thirty each,” Master Liu said.

Su Jin immediately decided inwardly: Only the very best students get spirit stone rewards.

I must work harder to achieve better results.

Still, attending the clan school is truly wonderful—today I earned forty spirit stones, enough to cover my father’s cost of yesterday’s medicinal bath.

Back at her seat, Su Jin clenched her small fist secretly.

I must work even harder to earn money—ahem, I mean, to study.

Master Liu encouraged a few more young students, then dismissed the class when time ran out.

The moment Master Liu left, the young students rushed out of the classroom.

Su Yue and Su Lan said nothing and ran off without even glancing at Su Jin.

Su Jin: Yesterday they waited for me?

When Su Jin returned home, Su Jian was already waiting for her.

Su Jin quickly recounted her efforts and performance at school that day.

Su Jian listened and laughed heartily. “Good! You earned forty spirit stones in one day—that’s equal to your father’s monthly income.”

“Hehe.” Su Jin grinned.

“Why didn’t you ask for the Spirit Refining scripture?” Su Jian asked.

“I forgot.” Su Jin suddenly realized she had overlooked something.

Su Jian burst out laughing.

“Alright, tomorrow when your big brother comes to collect your medicinal pack, I’ll take care of it for you.”

“Hehe.”

After dinner, Su Jian let Su Jin return to review her lessons, then called his eldest daughter over to test her progress.

Su Jin’s niece, Su Hua, also attends the clan school—she’s in third year.

In her big brother Su Jian’s words, his eldest niece’s performance at the clan school is average, but she persists. He said her talent isn’t outstanding, but she makes up for it with diligence.

In Su Jin’s opinion, her niece wasn’t just a little diligent.

She was extremely diligent.

She lit her lamp before dawn to preview her lessons and didn’t go to bed until nearly midnight.

Truly a divine person.

Back in her room, Su Jin hurried over to check the small pot where she had soaked her seeds.

The seeds looked plumper, swollen by a full circle.

They still had vitality.

But they hadn’t sprouted yet.

Even with spiritual water, sprouting would still take one or two days.

Thinking of the sprouting seeds, Su Jin hurried to the small pot where she had planted the red ginseng seeds last night. She hadn’t withdrawn her Little Wu Tian, so the pale golden light dome still hovered over the pot.

Logically, the red ginseng seeds should have sprouted long ago.

But the soil inside the pot remained dark and bare.

Su Jin picked up the miniature rake her father had made for her and dug through the soil. Nothing!

The seed had vanished.

Su Jin frowned, thinking: Where did it go?

“Ancestor, are you looking for me?”

A childish voice echoed in her spiritual sense.

Su Jin realized—it was the Blood Crimson Spider!

“How do you know I was looking for you?”

“I sensed you searching for me,” the Blood Crimson Spider said.

Su Jin unconsciously found herself standing beneath a pale golden light dome. The space was roughly four or five mu in area, with a height of three or four zhang.

The ground was all black soil.

Near the center stood a tiny sprout shimmering with emerald-green divine light.

The sprout still had only one leaf.

But its second leaf had already formed a sharp tip.

“You’re the Blood Crimson Spider?”

“Yes, Ancestor.”

“Blood Crimson Spider, why do you call me Ancestor?”

“Ancestor is Ancestor—if I don’t call you Ancestor, what else should I call you?” The sprout trembled its tiny leaf and asked.

“Hmm, couldn’t you call me Su Jin?”

“It doesn’t feel right. I feel I must call you Ancestor,” the sprout insisted.

“Well… fine. Call me whatever you want,” Su Jin said. Though she didn’t particularly like being called Ancestor, she felt deep inside that the title was somehow correct.

“Then, Blood Crimson Spider, how did you get here?” Su Jin asked again.

The seed in the pot had vanished, yet the red ginseng had taken root and sprouted inside her spiritual sense?

Could anything be stranger?

“I don’t know how I got in. I broke through the soil and found myself here,” the Blood Crimson Spider answered honestly.

Su Jin: “...”

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